Judy Hopps (fluffy_cop) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-01-09 17:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, judy hopps, leon orcot |
What Case Ya Got There?
Who: Leon & Judy
What: First Meetings
When: Backdated to Judy's first day
Where: Irvine PD
Rating: Low
Status: Complete!
Leon knew that he'd eventually get a breakthrough on the Religious Murders case, but he only wished it had come sooner. Before there were ten people in the ground. Leon hadn't made the connection to the murders in Irvine with the murders in other parts of the county until Iris had said something, but even with that information there hadn’t been any leads. Not until the most recent murder, the one where the killer had finally gotten sloppy. Now, he just needed to follow this lead until it lead to the serial killer shaped pot of gold at the end.
He was currently leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, and staring intently at the ceiling. His notebook was opened in front of him, his sloppy writing sprawled across the pages, a half eaten A&W burger lying on it's wrapper on one of the pages. He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice when someone approached his desk.
So far it had been a pretty easy day. Judy found herself on her own, wandering the department as she explored it. Nick seemed to pop up whenever he felt like it and when she tried to follow him, he’d some how out maneuver her and he’d be gone again. She was tempted to follow him into the bathroom at one point, but didn’t want to start her first day on the job with a harassment claim against her.
Still, for a first day it hadn’t been bad. She had met a few of the other officers, most had encouraging words for her, but she definitely saw what Leon had meant; people seemed a bit...well, grumpy. Judy could understand, she figured a lot of these people were working on cases that just couldn’t close or had been at this for awhile; she was sure they had seen all sorts of things she couldn’t even fathom.
But none of it deterred her from how excited she was to be wearing a uniform and have her badge pinned to her shirt. She had done what Leon had suggested, brought a box of donuts so that had certainly helped with her making friends. Speaking of friends...she turned her head, glancing around the bullpen for a familiar face and saw it. She grinned, practically bounding over to Leon’s desk.
“Hey!” she said, a grin on her face. “Leon? It’s me, Judy!” She stuck her hand out for him to shake. “It’s nice to meet you in person!”
Leon jumped a little at the introduction, and then let out a heavy sigh. She didn't really have to introduce herself. He wasn't about to mistake this amount of energy for anyone else. He resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose, instead choosing to take her hand in a firm, brief handshake.
“Hopps, hey,” he said. He'd come in extra early and had been up late, and wasn't sure if he had the energy to deal with someone so bubbly, but it was her first day at the best job in the world and he didn't want to ruin it for her. “How's your first day been?”
Judy gave him an apologetic look for her rather bright greeting; he had looked like he had been lost in thought. “Sorry.” She rubbed the back of her neck before crossing her arms in front of her. “But it’s been good! You know, busy checking things out and getting use to everything here.” She nodded her head, looking down at his notebook.
“What are you working on?”
“Glad to hear it,” Leon said honestly.
He moved a little out of the way so Judy could get a better look at his notebook. It was probably good for rookies to get an idea of how different cops organized their thoughts. Leon relied more heavily on his gut instincts to solve cases than a lot of other cops did, and he didn't really expect her to be able to make heads or tails out of his notes on Ozpin, especially not with the chicken scratch he called handwriting. But it'd be good for her to know that it didn't always have to be whiteboards and brainstorming maps. It had taken him a while to figure out that while they could help, it wasn't where Leon’s strengths lay.
“You hear of the Sunday murders?” Leon asked, a touch of pride in his voice. “I'm lead on it. Obviously I need to check in with the Sarge every day, but it's my case. I think I'm finally starting to get somewhere.”
Judy couldn’t help but beam at his sentiments, happy to see that someone in here was in good spirits...at least for now. Whenever she told someone else it was her first day, she usually just got a grunt and an appraising look from the fellow cops. She knew what they were thinking too...that she seemed too small, too cheerful to be able to handle this kind of work. But she wasn’t going to let that deter her in the thing she had been working for since...well, since she was a little girl.
Her excitement only grew as he moved out of the way for her to read the notes he had been taking. She was fairly impressed with it, her eyes roaming over the the notations he had made within. To be honest, it was a bit hard to understand, but she glanced at a picture he had paper clipped to a page. “Is that your main suspect?” she asked, glancing back up at him. She had been fairly new to the area, but it was a well known case that seemed to be as weird as it was hard to solve. She was impressed to be meeting the lead detective on it, raising her eyebrows and shaking her head. “This must be giving you a headache day in and day out.” She folded her arms as she glanced closer at the picture. “But if you have a suspect, you must be getting close. Do you have a team already assembled for it?”
“Yeah,” Leon said, tapping the picture with a finger. “He goes by the name Rociel. Real name, Oscar Diggs.” Oscar something-something Diggs. Guy had nearly as many middle names as he did victims. “I haven’t had a full night’s sleep in weeks, but it’ll feel good when I finally have this sick creep behind bars.” It would feel really good. A bender was probably necessary. “I just need more proof. Hopefully proof that doesn’t come with another victim attached.” Normally Leon would have dragged him in even without iron clad proof, but there was something in his gut that was telling him this wasn’t entirely right, and Leon had always followed his gut. Still, all the evidence they’d managed to get was pointing right at him with neon letters.
“But yeah, I’ve got a team already.” He didn’t add that even if he didn’t, there was no way in hell he’d add a rookie still wet behind the ears to it. She might have made it through the academy, but she was young, small, and tooth-achingly cheerful. Right now, all she should be doing is pulling over speeders and chasing down the occasional purse snatcher, not going after murderers.
Judy couldn’t help but feel disappointed when he told her he already had a team in place. It was like he knew what her next question was going to be and had already cut her off. Still, what more could she ask for? Her first day and she’d just be given a spot on a case that had been open for...well, awhile. Still, she could stay involved, try and help out where she could. Even if she couldn’t be on it officially, maybe it would help get her name in the right ears for taking the initiative to start off on something big.
“Rociel…” The tucked the names away for the future, glancing over at Leon. “Do you think you’ll be able to arrest him soon?”
“You bet I will,” Leon said confidently. At least, he hoped so. Still, there was no point in giving voice to his doubts. Something something positive thinking. “I’ll see if I can’t get you a seat in the courtroom when this goes to trial. It’ll be a good learning experience for you.” Of course, in a case this big, it might be difficult to actually manage to get her a spot.